布米米动漫

Chapter 1072: Her Fierce Side

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zhang Shizhao secretly wiped off his cold sweat. Even they did not realize that this person was not dead, fooled by his acting. If it was not for Ling Chuxi’s sword, the remaining Su family disciples would have been caught off guard and might have fallen into his hands once they had left.

He had witnessed Ling Chuxi’s combination of strength and gentleness. Now that he saw her ruthless side, he couldn’t help but feel a lingering fear. This sect leader was definitely not a sage. When it was time to be ruthless, she would be more ruthless than anyone else! Fortunately, he had arrived in time previously. Otherwise, Zhang Yuhong would have ended up like this black-clothed man.

Su Yanhua and the others also started to make a move. They drew their swords and stabbed other black-clothed men on the ground. Although they were not ruthless people, they would not show any mercy to those who killed their fellow disciples.

It was going to be a long night. In just a moment, some of the disciples were left behind to treat the injured while Ling Chuxi and the others continued to rush forward.

Behind the courtyard was the Purple Fragrance Garden as the faint fragrance of herbs floated out from it.

More than a hundred disciples of Golden Pill Sect were guarding the garden gate and the high walls using mechanisms and arrays to resist the black-clothed masked men.

There were intermittent cries of pain as the injured were tended to.

The black-clothed men held swords and blades in their hands, each of them strong and fierce. If it were not for the mechanisms and arrays, the disciples of Golden Pill Sect would not have been able to hold on until now. However, even so, they still suffered heavy casualties.

At the gate of the garden, an old man with a flowing white beard was holding the fort by himself, fighting off four enemies in an awe-inspiring manner. He had exquisite and smooth sword moves that flowed like both the clouds and water, yet concealing a killing intent—it was the sword technique of Golden Pill Sect.

This old man was obviously Elder Yuan, who was also the true strongest expert of the Zhang family. Even Zhang Shizhao’s strength was inferior to his.

However, Elder Yuan was already losing his strength. His white beard was stained with blood and one of his hands was hanging by his side. It was obvious that he was heavily injured. If it weren’t for his exquisite swordsmanship, he would have been defeated long ago.

The situation of the other disciples of the other sects wasn’t any better. From time to time, there would be people screaming and falling to the ground.

“Die!” Seeing another disciple fall in front of him, Elder Yuan shouted loudly before the momentum of his sword suddenly changed as he sent one of his opponents flying.

However, a black-clothed man’s palm also hit his chest at the same time. Elder Yuan didn’t have time to dodge, so he could only gather his True Qi to withstand the strike. With a muffled sound, Elder Yuan took two steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body swayed a few times as his face turned as white as paper—he had been seriously injured.

How could those opponents miss such a good opportunity? They stabbed Yuan Zhang’s chest, throat, and ribs at the same time. When he had receive the palm strike earlier, Elder Yuan’s internal organs had already trembled and he couldn’t even catch his breath anymore. Knowing that he would die soon, he raised his head up high and let out a long sigh.

“Stop!” Seeing that Elder Yuan was about to lose his life, Su Yizhi’s eyes were about to split open. With a loud shout, he drew his sword and rushed forward.

Although he was fast, the enemy was closer to Elder Yuan. How could he get there in time? When the enemy heard the shout, he only sneered and sent someone to block Su Yizhi while the others continued to attack Elder Yuan.

Seeing the killing intent in the eyes of the others, Su Yizhi turned more anxious and furious. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood! Could it be that he had to watch his fellow disciples die tragically in front of him?!